Percy
The Fates are never kind.
After the Giant War, you would think that we could all get a break but nooooo. Life had to get more complicated.
You see, Annabeth, Nico, and I, we crawled through the depths of the Pit, or hell, basically. We call it Tartarus. Unfortunately, Nico went alone. At least we had each other. Then again, he didn't have to face the Pit himself. But he went voluntarily. We didn't know what was to happen. He did, though.
But there is no use whining and trying to figure out who had it worse.
Right now, flashbacks are the least of importance.
Why?
Because the Mist is down.
I don't believe we understood how much we relied on it until it was gone. Hecate is not paying attention, we believed.
And then it faded completely.
The gods revealed themselves. What is worse, the location of the two camps were also revealed. We were forced to go undercover to random schools throughout the U.S. Which is hard, because we still do get flashbacks, and we need each other.
Oh gods, class is starting today. I better not get revealed, otherwise I have nowhere to run.
:TIME SKIP:
I kept my hood down as I walked into Goode. I had decided to stay with my mom and Paul, also deciding to stay at Goode as to not be suspicious.
I received many confused stares as I walked down the hallway.
I asked the front desk for my timetable, only to receive a glare. Wow, did I cause that much trouble when I was kidnapped. Paul covered for me. Right? I am not so sure.
I had to keep a low profile. Mortals were hunting us down, not like they could do much, anyway. It was still bad.
And then I received an answer! Hestia whispered in my ear, "Hecate is dead." To say I was shocked is an understatement. Gods don't die. They fade. Like Pan...
Hestia was a mother figure to me. When I'm not home. She is kind, caring, modest, perfect mother figure.
The lady waited for me to leave, then realized that she still had the timetable. She glared.
Oh. Paul covered for me, but this lady is new. A monster. I best keep an eye out. The Mist is down. We cannot afford this.
I glared at her. Middle age. Not a Fury, Hades is fine with me. But maybe those arai are back for revenge. Not good. A fight with them is very noticeable, because of the injuries and screaming and multiplying, not to mention Riptide and the monsters themselves. They would love the pleasure of revealing me and forcing me to move far, far away.
Sorry for the short chapter. I do not intend on ditching this story.
In this one, we need OCs, but you all will help me.
Only one per person, please!
Name:
Gender:
Appearance:
Traits:
Miscellaneous info:
Nice or Rude:
Demigod Revealed:
Please note that all of these will be mortal. I have had my share of experience with siblings of main characters, children of the Big Three, and everybody wanting a demigod. When I receive a couple suggestions, I will choose one so that I may write the next chapter.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Percy Jackson or Heroes of Olympus. All character rights go to Rick Riordan and you people.
